OMGOMGOMG!!

Tandy leather is having a black Friday sale and I was all resigned to not being able to go, on account of I had to spend my cow money on my alternator (car runs like a fucking champion now by the way; it's going to take some getting used to, I'm so accustomed to driving it like it's a collicky baby), but my buddy Steve so wants me to have this black leather they have one special that he's buying me one, and buying another for me to pay him back with, either in cash or phenomenal leather goods!! I'm sooo happy and excited that I did a little dance!  Squee! Keep you updated on al the fabulous things I make from my cows!

MAXIMUM EFFORT!

Phrase for the day. This is a leather mouse pad I made for my husband, super happy with how it turned out. The picture is the unfinished product, but it was the picture I had, and the phrase is apt. Doing my alternator today and it sucks. 

The thing that kind of sucks the most is I wanted to do it myself, but when I asked for help with the giant floor jack, the man just sort of took over. I became his scrub nurse. Nurse, hand me a rachet. Nurse, get me a breaker bar. Nurse, hold this screwdriver up. I got mad and decided to just stand out of the way. Nurse, why are you all the way over there with a pissed off expression on your face?  Just gellin'. 

I'm a Capricorn, sometimes I need to do things on my own, and I hate waiting on people to get things done. Especially since he's getting sick and he's all slow and coughing and making weird noises. Whatever. As long as it gets done I guess. 

    One less thing to do for Friends giving, yay! The boyfriend of the friend got stuff for mashed potatoes and is apparently hell-bent on making them, so their loss, cause I'll still be making them for us. I think I'll make the cornbread for the dressing tonight, maybe the cheesecake, and then get the last of the holes punched in the Wild Woman bag. Then dye the big part, and start stitching that bad girl! 

    UPDATR! Alternator in, car runs SOOOO much better now! I'm a pizza delivery driver, so it's pretty important to have a running car. I had to sweet talk and finesse it, flutter the brake pedal at stops, etc. God forbid I had to slam on the brakes, it would just die. A few days ago I realized the situation was so dire the damn thing wouldn't even charge my phone anymore. How in the hell was that thing still running? Well that part is fixed now, so just waiting on the next thing to go out.

   

    Hooray! Took it for a test spin and nearly cried at the way I could just stop, no growling,, no grumbling, no lurching. No random just dying as I turn a corner. Fantastic. Purr.

    I think I'm going to make a Picachu mask, or maybe I'll look up the popular characters and make something different, I don't know yet. DESPERATELY want to make a paper mache cheshire cat taxidermy head, but I have so many other projects to do it's going to have to sit on the back burner. I want to try to use foam, the kind you use to insulate I guess? I've seen some sculpting done, you do the basic shape of whatever, spray this foam, I think it's relatively cheapish, and then you just kind of carve out your design and finish it off. It doesn't look easy, exactly, but it looks fun and endlessly possible. Definitely my next new thing.

    Whew! My meds are totally kicking my ass today, or else I just exerted myself too much, I can barely see what I've written, and there have been far more typos than productive sentences,. I still have much to do tonight, so I'm out for now, might be back after these messages. Flies and honey.

                The woods are lovely, dark and deep, 

           But I have promises to keep,

                And miles to go before I sleep,

          And miles to go before I sleep.

                   

                        -Robert Frost

Well that was difficult.

    So I had a pretty hard time getting the blog up and running, but here I am. Let's see, what's going on? There were two earthquakes, one in Japan that caused a tsunami, and one in New Zealand that I guess did not. Donald Trump was elected President of the United states. Coincidence? I think not. 

     Thanksgiving is coming up and I have to crawl out of my anxiety ball to cook my OMG cookies and Holy Shit mashed potatoes for a night with people I barely speak to anymore. Thank God for wine, right?

    A little bit about me. 

I only sort of recently rediscovered my love for creation. I've always been a creator, but the last few decades have been pretty harsh on the Wolfe, so I stopped doing anything worth note. Only in the last few years have I picked the threads back up and started over, literally. I started with crochet, and when that clearly  wasn't enough it moved on to clay, paper mache, wood, wire, leather...I feel like I'm leaving things out but it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that creation is my Xanax, and if I'm not building or writing, I'm thinking about it.

    Also, I have Lupus and Fibromyalgia. Lupus is an autoimmune disease where white blood cells think that every part of your body is some kind of virus that it has to kill. My white blood cells are dumb as shit. They're like, "Halt intruder! Announce yourself!" And Skin is all like "Wtf White Blood Cells, it's just me, Skin. We've had this conversation like, a million times. How do you not remember this?" And then White Blood Cells are like, "I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I don't know you. Other idiotic White Blood Cells, Attack!" Yeah. It's a lot like that, actually.

  Today my pleurisy is bad, it's like having a mild heart attack on the wrong side of my chest, like a spear. Or a smallish lionfish inside the cage of my ribs, and he's a little panicked cause what the hell? Why is he inside my ribs? Is the salinity right in there? Is it wet enough? Eek. He's a bit frightened so he's swimming around really fast but there's nowhere to go and so he keeps running into my lungs. Prickly little bastard.

    Enough of that. Lorenzo the undead vulture is eyeballing me...or eyesocketting me, whatever, and I think that means he wants me to tell you about my latest project. No, not the alternator I have to swap out tomorrow (Oh my freaking God, I hope that doesn't suck as much as I suspect it will), the awesome leather bag I'm making!

    I don't know how to throw pictures in here yet, but I will soon and when I figure it out I'll put it in, but it's cylindrical, purple and black, sort of rough. Might put some metallic wax on it, I do so love the metallic wax. I'm calling it the Wild Woman bag. Everything I do is 100% one of a kind, even to me. If I make a pattern or template I throw it in a file, but I've never made anything twice, so if anyone does ever buy anything from me (or rather, if I ever put anything up for sale because I can't bare to part with any of my creations...), you know you will have something that literally no one else in the world has, not even me. 

    Okay. Getting too tired, did too much today and the meds make-a me sleepy. Now that I have this blog fixed I'm going to own this thing. Flies and Honey.

No one pretends the way I do

It's so hard to hear the truth

You've got your reasons, so do I 

I like to dream, cause dreams don't lie

I'll play along, like nothing's wrong,

Baby I love you, but the moon is blue

Do you remember, we were young?

Imagination filled our lungs

Wolf, don't make a helpless move

You see me and I see you.

                -Wolf, Highly Suspect